I live on Long Island so I now many people who worked/sadly died in the Trade Center

On that day I was in school. fourth grade at the time. The school didn't have tvs in every room but some teachers in the libary where watching the news my sister said. Our parents came to pick my sister(7th grade at the time) up 15 minutes early that day they didn't since our dad worked in the trade center and they didn't want us to here about it on the bus and worry like crazy. They told us about in the car and i remember not even knowing what to think I was just so sad. My dad worked in the first building on the 25 floor. He rushed right out of there and made it home safely. Before my mother had us she worked on the 75th floor of the first building, right where the plane hit. Thank god she stopped working in order to take car of us kids or she would not be here with us today.
Telling/thinking about this story is making me cry right now. I'm so happy my dad was able to get out.
And my heart goes out to all who have lost a love one in this tragic event